Talentless Reincarnator.

Ch.12 | New student in class

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I always wondered what hell looked like, maybe it was because it's uncharted territory, or maybe because I always wondered if it was such a bad place at all -- I mean did they have the same crappy place for everyone? Making it a crowdy and annoying mess? Or was it an individual room for every person fitting them perfectly, making it as torturous as possible for those people?

Well... I, John, can finally say that hell is a large room containing thirty people that sit in small boxes of wood with broken air conditioning which made everything extremely warm and humid while having the windows locked due to "safety issues". 

On the back five big lockers which looked like they came out of the supply closet of the school and at the front a large white-board which had the written message slowly dripping away from its place due to the humidity and warmth of the room. 

What the hell was this?! 

I sat in the room dripping wet from sweat. I looked over and the other students which shot glances at me did too. It was almost hard to breathe, and I couldn't understand how they expected us to absorb any amount of information when the only thing in my head is the word "Something cold please" copy-pasted over and over again. 

I passed my hand through my face -- it didn't help at all, now I had a wet hand and a wet face. I shook my hands and saw the sweat drip on the ground. The teacher was late by several minutes and all we could do was wait for her arrival. I looked towards the air conditioner and thought of fixing it right there and then, but my cover was more important -- I didn't want to stand out, so I'd have to wait until there was no one in the room before fixing it. I didn't bother taking my notebook out of my bag, with all of the humidity I didn't doubt it would become drenched as well. 

I sat in the middle because the first row is always seen by the teacher and the last is the one that is infamous for being unproductive, at the middle row I was not pulling any attention to myself and was simultaneously at the same distance from both exits, allowing me for a better choice in case someone invades the school. 

I glanced at the door near the teacher's desk and saw several students lining up through the glass, I glanced back at the class and saw there was almost no one inside -- they were all heading outside and standing there. I heard footsteps and turned my eyes in the direction, it was one of the many kids in class, she was roughly my current size and wore her black hair in pigtails. 

"Aren't you going outside? Everyone's doing it because the AC is broken because the teacher isn't very careful with it because she threw a shoe at it"

Jesus... did she not hear how repetitive she sounds? Why was she still talking? Lord I toned out after 'she threw a shoe at it' which on itself rose many questions, like why did she do so? And whose shoe was thrown? "I'm going!" she said, heading out alongside another girl with long brown hair. I looked at the room and saw no one inside, taking a deep breath and then sighing I looked at the AC. The female teachers all used high heels and the homeroom teacher I was paired up with was female, I could always just sneak up to it and fix it.

There wasn't anyone around, surely I could just fix it while no one was watching. I looked left and right and then peeked at the hall using the glass of the door, everyone was facing away from the class and talking to one another, the perfect time. I pushed the closest desk to the AC and used it as a stool to get up, then I took the chair nearby and put it on top of the desk, and climbed on top of the tower.